I thought it was fun to watch (several times over), and I'll bet it was fun to dance!
(don't forget to pause the blog music - at right)
And you know what else I like... the friendly, neighborly people up here!
I was just sitting here in the office a moment ago, checking emails and voicemails, when in walks Kenneth, our helpful butcher (actually, he calls himself a meat cutter, not a butcher) from the Piggly Wiggly. He stopped by just to drop off a bag of ramps because he and Joe were talking about them the other day and Joe mentioned that he and I have never tried them. Now, isn't that nice?!
You harvest ramps this time of year from the mountain. We're told they grow at about 3000 feet, or higher. They're little root vegetables that are a cross between garlic and onion. Kenneth says they're loud and will stay with you for days. "Eat them together, and not just before you go to church!" He said if we like them, he'll take us to the mountain where he found them and show us where and how to harvest them. The perks of living in a small town!
I mentioned over on FB that I had found Ingles... my "Publix away from home," and that Piggly Wiggly had fallen in the ranks. But, that's the kind of thing that makes you want to keep going back... even if they don't always have what you're looking for. I'll go to Ingles when I have to (like when I need ricotta cheese), but I'll go to Piggly Wiggly because my friend, Kenneth the Meat Cutter, is there!
Phew! My office is starting to get a bit pungent!
Oh Dear... I have to put them outside!!!